Chapter 1547 Where did they go?
A generation of famous Hedao Shenjun, Painted Skin Shenjun, died.
"Seal of Tianxin..."
Jiang Ding closed his eyes slightly and opened them again.
He vaguely felt that something similar to the origin of the divine soul escaped at the moment of the death of the Painted Skin God, and completely returned to the imprint that she once merged with the way of heaven.
Ten thousand years later, when the Tianxin brand is restored again, the Hedao monk will be resurrected again.
This is the Hedao monk.
The Tianxin brand that every Hedao monk possesses is almost immortal.
This is why even the monks at the peak of Hedao must respect the will of the monks at the early stage of Hedao, otherwise the rule will be difficult to maintain.
"Not yet."
"I don't have the ability to directly erase the mark of Tianxin."
Jiang Ding said with some regret: "Perhaps, I can only consider this matter when I have quasi-eighth level power."
"Will I be able to reach such a height after ten thousand years?"
"No, my sword intention has the rules of destruction and destruction. It will take at least 20,000 years for them to revive."
"Twenty thousand years later, even if I cannot erase the mark of Tianxin, if these demons and monsters dare to affect the rule of the Immortal Sect in the realms, it will only be a sword, so there is nothing to fear."
Jiang Ding waved his hand and put away the skin bag and storage magic weapon of the Painted Skin God.
After cleaning up the traces of cause and effect and aura, his figure disappeared again, just as he had appeared.
This starry sky has always been so peaceful and never changed.
……
Jiang Ding shuttles through the realm, twinkling like a ghost in the starry sky, and no one knows about it, not even the members of the Immortal Sect Political Council.
No one knows where he is,
No one knew what he was doing.
One month later, Jiang Ding appeared in the small world of black ice and killed the Wind and Frost Giant God Lord of the Ten Thousand Tribes Alliance in the early stages of Hedao with one sword.
Three months later, Feng Keng Hua Xiaojie appeared in Jiang Ding, the four swords slashed the middle stage of Hedao, and the ten thousand peoples allied themselves with Shan Yan Shenjun.
Seven months later, Jiang Ding appeared near the small world of Luohai and killed the Demon God Lord from the Demon God Sect in the early stages of Hedao with one sword.
After September...
Twenty-seven months later...
Jiang Ding's figure shuttled silently through the Demonic Heaven Realm, slowly passing by like an invisible cloud, swallowing up the lives of Hedao monks without anyone noticing.
One after another.
Thirty-nine months later, in the small world of Linshan, close to the demon world of the Middle Thousand World.
boom!
The legal net of Sun Kendo rules spread out in all directions, and a sun rose and set, blasting the head of a three-headed dragon beast in the middle stage of Hedao into pieces, leaving only a headless dragon body as huge as a star, swaying and falling into the starry sky. The blood on his neck was like a waterfall in the Tianhe River.
"The fourteenth."
Jiang Ding sheathed his sword with a calm expression.
"Central Array Computer, I have questions."
He asked calmly without much joy.
"Please propose to participate in politics on the big day."
The voice of the central array spirit computer is a mechanical voice without any emotion. It is rigid and impartial and does not deviate from anyone's position.
"Why,"
"In the coordinates you gave me, there are no late-stage Hedao or peak Hedao monks?"
Jiang Ding said quietly: "And the people I most want to see are the God of Heaven, the God of Tianyun, the Master of Taiyou Sword, and others."
The art of sword cultivation never lies with the weak!
The monks in the middle stage of Hedao, the monks in the early stage of Hedao, are this weak ones!
They should not have been on the Sun Sword Master's hunting and sword fighting list for such a long time.
They have no qualifications to enjoy such an honor!
"Your Majesty the Great Sun,"
"This is the resolution of the Xianmen Military Committee."
The central formation spirit calculated: "The way of war is to use the strong to attack the weak, and to attack the small with more. Since we can steadily kill the early and middle-level monks of Hedao, we should not give up for any reason and take any risks."
"Risk?"
"This is wrong and there is no risk involved."
Jiang Ding's voice was low and he objected: "I can face all the Hedao monks of the Ancient Divine Alliance directly. I have absolute confidence to kill them all without any assistance."
"Application to overturn this resolution."
"This is where my path lies!"
His eyes showed traces of scarlet and hot color.
"Your Majesty the Great Sun,"
"Your political opinions are being submitted to the Xianmen Military Committee, please wait..."
Central Array Computer does not express any views.
Unexpectedly fast, almost instantly, the Xianmen Military Committee had made all the decisions.
"Your Majesty the Great Sun,"
"Your battle plan has been rejected by the Xianmen Military Committee, with a vote of eight to one."
The central computer announced: "Your battle plan has not been approved. The Xianmen Military Committee still decided to implement the original battle plan. Fight steadily, attack the weak with the strong, and attack with more and less. The strategy will not change."
"Do you want to apply for an enlarged meeting of the Xianmen Military Committee?" the Central Array Computer asked.
The enlarged meeting of the Immortal Sect Military Committee will no longer be limited to the nine major political parties, but will include many spiritual monks in the meeting to jointly make new decisions.
This kind of enlarged meeting often occurs after irreconcilable conflicts of views arise between Xianmen participating in politics.
"..."
"No need to apply again."
Jiang Ding was silent.
It is impossible for him to get the support of many generals who have transformed into gods.
"Then, please respect the original battle plan."
The central array spirit computer clearly informed: "This is a legal resolution made by the Xianmen Military Committee, and any Xianmen soldier must abide by it!"
"Do you agree?"
Jiang Ding was silent for a moment.
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"Recognition."
He stood with his legs together, stood at attention, and saluted.
The scarlet heat in his eyes slowly subsided.
……
Demonic world.
A series of terrifying auras appeared here again, each aura was deep, the master of the center of the Law Network of Heavenly Law, each a terrifying existence that had dominated the world for tens of thousands of years.
Today, they came here again, the key transportation node of the East Ji Demon Gate, the Demonic Heaven Realm of the Middle Thousand Worlds.
In just a few years, the Hedao monks in the distant star field had arrived. The speed was extremely fast in the realm wars that lasted for hundreds and thousands of years. No one delayed.
Someone has already arrived here first.
He is the ruling powerhouse in the realms such as Weaver Sky Spider God Lord, Tianyun God Lord, Three-faced God Lord, Netherworld Black Sky God Lord, and the peak cultivator of Hedao.
They didn't chat about anything, they closed their eyes and waited, scanning the Dongji Demon Sect's Demonic Heaven Formation with their spiritual consciousness.
"There is no change. It is still the third front army fleet of Dongji Momen Wanji and the fourth front army fleet of Taoqing."
"Their military strength has not increased compared to more than a hundred years ago."
Lord Weaver Spider and Lord Tianyun worked together to deduce it and then informed everyone.
Many Hedao gods breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, they took another breath.
They looked at the two supreme gods of Hedao with expressionless faces.
"You..."
The faces of Weaver Sky Spider God Lord and Tianyun God Lord were a little ugly.
However, there is nothing to say.
The last time, the last time, the Nine Spirit Domain Tianji Divine Lord and the Central Array Spirit Computer treated the two of them like monkeys are still vivid in their minds, and no one has forgotten it.
"That's what we see!"
Lord Tianyun snorted coldly: "If you don't believe it, you can join forces to attack and test it. You will know the truth at a glance."
"As it should be."
The surrounding Hedao monks nodded slightly.
In a life-and-death battle, no one cares about the dignity of others.
All around, Hedao Divine Lords are constantly flying over from outside and falling into the Ancient God Alliance's formation, adding even more power to the Ancient God's Formation.
However, as time passed, Hedao Shenjun gradually discovered that something was wrong.
The number of people seems to be sparse, what's missing? !
"Where are the Painted Skin Gods and the others?"
"Where are Caolong Shenjun and the others?"
The Weaver Sky Spider God Lord and the Tianyun God Lord spoke out almost at the same time.
These two voices, like a cold wave of water, spread in all directions, and even the slowest Hedao Shenjun was able to react.
"They are afraid of fighting and refuse to come?"
"Still on the way?"
The God of Heaven asked with some luck.
No one paid attention to him, and almost all the Hedao Lords hurriedly sent messages to all the Hedao Lords who had not yet arrived here, asking where they were and when they would arrive.
"They..."
"They..."
After taking a few breaths, the Weaver Heavenly Spider Lord said with some trembling.
Many Hedao God Lords looked at each other and could see the horror in each other's eyes. Even the strong Taoist hearts shaped by tens of thousands of years of experience were shaken and trembling.
Where have they gone?
Why, no one responded?
(End of chapter)